Chapter 58: Unable to Resist

Yuan Dazhi carried more than a dozen jade talismans, each one harboring a malevolent little ghost steeped in wrath—these were his weapons. The jade talismans shot into the air, forming a shield of black mist that circled protectively around him.

Shrill cries pierced the night—wailing, sobbing, the anguished screams of infants—echoing through the air and striking straight at the soul, unsettling the crowd as the night wore on.

Though it was late autumn, the sky was clear and bright, and the light breeze added a touch of chill, yet the day still felt mild and pleasant.

As soon as Wang Gu gave the word, three young men at his side lunged toward Zhang Tiancheng.

Almost at the same moment she complained of the cold, Gong Yuyue flicked her fingertips, sending a silver flash whipping toward the hooked canopy. As the silver light vanished, the drapes slid gently from their hooks, falling to shroud the bed and block the chill from outside.

But things were different now. With Lian Haiping leading them, the level of demon cores they hunted kept climbing, and they seized thousands of these potent demon spirits’ cores.

Ning Xue gritted her teeth, swallowing her groan of pain, refusing to let even a sound escape.

Vlad felt awkward as well—why hadn’t he brought Paso along? Only with that fellow could he avoid such uncomfortable silences.

Outside a large house, guards were patrolling, soldiers coming and going under the flickering torches, casting all manner of shadows.

Ding Yuhua blamed herself for dropping the bear paw. Though their goal of capturing someone had been achieved, Sun Luban’s bear paw was lost. The original plan was to suppress Cao Hong’s development, but now that the bear paw was gone, it would surely end up in Cao Hong’s hands.

“How about we use a bird to carry a teleportation talisman and push straight down the bottom lane? If we go now, we’ll probably walk right into an ambush—and none of us are in good shape,” Zhou Tai said, seeing the enemy had already advanced to their second tower.

The star points, which had shown no sign of energy before, now pulsed with waves of energy as they shifted and aligned.

He Qingyi smiled and patted Chenxi’s head, and the atmosphere lightened at that gentle gesture. It was getting late. Chenxi rose to prepare lunch, He Qingyi went to help, while Chen Mo, of course, stayed behind to keep Chen Jingnian company.

Moreover, Murong Yu cared nothing for Mr. He’s reputation; as long as it hurt Dongfang Chenxi, she didn’t care what means she used.

Tang Yan’s brow furrowed, a string of questions running through his mind. He knew of demonic blood warriors and had met many demons, but this was the first time he’d heard of a “human demon.”

“Why bring back another girl? Ah, this must be handled carefully. If word gets out, no one will ever dare marry into this family again.” One had to admit, Lady Li’s selfishness was truly astonishing.

Stopped by so many people, it took only a little over ten minutes before Lu Ming and his group were overtaken by the main force.

I was stunned for a moment when—suddenly, a crisp crack rang out. It was faint but unmistakable—I knew at once it was the ghost-whip. Could it be… there was someone from Mang Mountain inside this mirror?

Liuxiang raised his fist, ready to strike, but when the opponent retreated and vanished with a stealth technique, she didn’t press the attack.

With that, Dongfang Fengfei explained to everyone how to break the seal, including details about the demon race and her next steps.

Tang Jinsong listened and nodded. He knew something of the customs at Wending. Unlike the cold, distant Gao family, that place brimmed with warmth and camaraderie.

Originally, the first class was supposed to be Bamboo Zitong’s, but she was absent, and another teacher filled in.

At this moment, the Lin family’s meeting room was silent. Old Madam Lin, Lin Tian, Lin Huokong, Lin Tukong, Lin Yan, Lin Xue, and others were all present.